The Grave

The darkness has overcome me
The light refuses to shine
Forsaken by the air I breathe
I have no concept of time

Frozen in this awful place
Death has made me his slave
Forever trapped in nowhere
A prisoner of the grave

I ponder all the mistakes I've made
While ever reasoning my choices
Blaming all my wrong decisions
On the never ending voices

The darkness now envelopes me
Four walls becomes my tomb
Happiness is a foreign word
My heart is filled with gloom

This place is neither here nor there
A dark and empty cave
No beginning or an end
This place we call the grave

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